Uncle Jiu: I punish the criminals according to the will of Heaven, and you say I’m arrogant?

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Someone who can control the existence of a Taoist master simply by relying on the qi of his corpse after death is definitely not a good person.

Especially the scene of the endless tide of corpses caused when he truly merged with Zhao Wuji is not comparable to anything ordinary.

Such a ferocious creature can no longer be described as a zombie, but rather a Kui, a strange creature between demons and ghosts and a drought demon.

However, it is not an easy task to recruit Zhao Wuji and Zhou You.

One is the King of Strength, the other is the Evil Sword Immortal.

Is this something I can conquer?

I'm not afraid of King Li unleashing his full power, but I'm afraid of the Evil Sword Immortal telling you about his philosophy of life.

If you disagree with someone, your life will be like a drama, from birth to death. How can you resist it?

A fake villain, a stumbling block in the love relationship between the hero and heroine.

A true villain is someone you can’t convince or defeat, and his charisma is even more unmatched.

I'm invincible, you can do whatever you want!

A qualified villain is never just a madman who only knows how to kill.

A madman can never become a villain!

At most, it's a stumbling block!

After burning the paper crane, Yang Lingxiao's eyes became sharp and deep again.

"Zhao Wuji, Zhou You!"

"You two, I want them!"

"It's time to go. It will be too late if we leave later in the evening!" He only rescued one of the ten Five Yin women. The other nine were probably sent to the headquarters of Yesao Mountain.

Save those who need to be saved, practice the teachings of the ancestors, and achieve the way for all living beings.

"Enter the secret realm!"

"Fu Meng, Qiongqi, let's go!"

He raised his hand and sent several people into the secret realm. Yang Lingxiao turned over and stood on Qiongqi's back with Fu Meng, and immediately broke through the air and flew away. Only wisps of ghost energy and yin energy were left, which were burned into nothingness by the sunlight.

"Hehehe, as expected, I am the right-hand man in the master's mind."

"Little Qiongqi, if you can just call me Dog King, I won't argue with you. What should you call me now?"

Fu Meng retreated and stood up, pulling at his tiger-skin shorts while asking in an extremely arrogant tone.

I, Fu Meng, am the most loyal minister!

Qiongqi, your mount!

Little wild cat, so funny!

"By the way, Fu Meng, you seem to have wings too!" After rubbing Fu Meng's huge dog head, Yang Lingxiao suddenly said with a somewhat playful expression.

With just one word, Fu Meng was petrified on the spot.

Are you serious, master?

I am your right-hand man!

"Qiongqi, come up!"

The next moment, Yang Lingxiao and Qiongqi sat on Fu Meng's back. Fenglei flapped his wings, and two sharp lightning bolts flowed down from the air.

With a flap of its wings, it can fly dozens of feet.

Little Dog King, how ridiculous!

Qiongqi shook his huge dog head and mobilized golden light to shield Yang Lingxiao from the cold wind.

This scene almost broke Fu Meng's teeth.

Damn Qiongqi, your behavior makes me feel evil.

At the same time, outside the Yemaoshan headquarters.

"What a wild Maoshan! Aren't they really afraid of being targeted by those crazy people in Maoshan?"

Looking at the extremely high-profile people from Ye Mao Mountain in the distance, one by one, the evil cultivators dressed in extremely strange shapes and appearances appeared out of nowhere, followed by a burst of inexplicable sighs.

Anyone who can openly use the name of Ye Maoshan must have never suffered the beatings of Maoshan.

The people of Maoshan are best at forcing reason upon you.

And it's the kind that appears at your bedside from time to time.

"Why bother with so much!"

Another evil cultivator sneered and stared at the open space in the distance with one of his green eyes.

"Wrong!" The evil cultivator next to him turned his head back.

"As long as the news about the secret realm is true, it doesn't matter what its name is, let alone Yemao Mountain, even Yelonghu Mountain has nothing to do with us."

As soon as these words were spoken, a series of evil cultivators echoed them.

Some time ago, Ye Maoshan released the news that he had found a secret realm and wanted to unite everyone to explore it together. This is also the reason why many evil cultivators rushed here.

"Have you heard the news?"

An evil cultivator wearing a black robe and with an unclear face asked in a sinister tone.

"I heard that the old Taoist priest of Maoshan died. That's why they stayed indoors. Maoshan is busy with internal strife right now!"

"Never heard of it!"

A young Taoist priest with bare feet, casually wearing a black Taoist robe, and with messy hair tied up with a piece of peach wood, suddenly came forward and responded.

“That’s narrow-minded!”

"We also heard that the Lightning King Shi Jian is gone too!"

"You all know the Little Thunder King Xue Jiaozi, right? I heard he used to be a monk!"

As soon as he said this, the corner of the young Taoist Yang Lingxiao's mouth twitched suddenly.

Don't say it, don't say it!

Official history is not necessarily true, but unofficial history is definitely unofficial.

If I don't use the Five Thunders Righteousness Method to see you off later, I would feel a little sorry for the wild history you have taken so much trouble to transmit.

"Maoshan, what is Maoshan?"

"Just a bunch of poor people!"

Another group of evil cultivators appeared, with bald heads, blood-red robes, and blood-red bags hanging from their waists that were still wriggling.

If you listen carefully, you can faintly hear the crying of a baby.

"Fellow Daoist, where are you from?"

Yang Lingxiao suddenly turned around and looked at those evil monk-like cultivators, with a smile on his face, looking harmless.

"and who are you?"

The leading monk asked.

"Han, Huo Qubing!"

Yang Lingxiao answered truthfully.

When these words were spoken, many evil cultivators were stunned at first, and then burst into laughter. As expected, this technique cannot be practiced randomly, otherwise it is easy to cause problems in the brain.

"Little guy, the Buddha is from the Mahayana sect!"

"Your flesh and blood will serve as lamp oil for the Buddha!"

Many evil cultivators laughed strangely, and then rushed to the headquarters of Yesao Mountain.

They still value the secret realm more than a person whose brain has been damaged by repairs.

"People's hearts have changed, rituals and music have collapsed, and no one believes the truth these days!" Yang Lingxiao sighed, then cast his gaze towards the depths of the Yemao Mountain headquarters.

The Five Thunder Magic Arrows, combined with the Shangqing Great Cave Talisman, this must be the method used by the Maoshan seniors.

Don’t ask, the only thing is that there is a connection between Maoshan magic spells!

It seems that the indescribable thing is the so-called ancestor of Yemao Mountain, Maolong!

"What a great gathering of good deeds!"

At the moment when many evil cultivators stepped into the main temple of Yesmao Mountain, Mao Long, who was sealed by the magic arrow, suddenly opened his eyes, and his pair of green eyes were full of evil light.

"Enough, finally enough!"

Secret realm?

Ye Maoshan actually found a "secret realm", the name of that secret realm is called the Demon Realm.

If you want to enter the demon world, you have to use the blood sacrifice technique.

These evil cultivators in front of us are the sacrifices to open the Demonic Realm.

"Master, something happened!"

At this moment, Mao Jue's anxious figure suddenly appeared.

"The last Five Yin Girl is lost!"

"Even the Twenty-Eight Palaces were flattened!"

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